. . . I have ever finished on the drive home from the library.Most of these firsts were facilitated by the fact that it is a 28-page picture book.
. . . I have read since becoming a mom.
. . . I have ever read twice in one sitting.
. . . I have ever read to my son.
I feel fairly strongly that reading a review of a book should take a small fraction (<1/100th?) of the time it takes to read the book and I fear I have already violated that rule so I will conclude by saying that Last Stop on Market Street is a short and sweet story about a boy and his grandma riding a bus to provide service at a soup kitchen with a good message of volunteerism and being grateful for one's circumstances. And it made me feel like I could write a Newbery, too.
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